Journey Series

Saturday, April 30, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 26, the last day of the A to Z Blogging
Challenge. Today’s corresponding letter is “Z”
Today I chose the names Zac and Zabel. Zac is a pretty common name, but
Zabel caught my attention because it is a different take on the name Isabel.

Hope you all have enjoyed this month’s post. I know I have
enjoyed the writing and gotten many ideas from the names I’ve used. If my
imagination takes off on a few of these I’ll be thrilled. If not, then I hope
at least one or two of you fellow writers who visited might gain some spark.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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Zabel pushed the stray twig of hair behind her ear. The ear
he loved to nibble on while curled up watching a movie. There’d been few of
those nights as of late. His internship kept him busy, just like her new baker
did her. They were due for a long weekend away, just the two of them.

“Zac,” Zabel threw the paper at him, “are you listening to
me?”

He shook his head and grinned. “Your beauty is distracting
me.” I stood and moved so I stood over here. “What was my woman going on about when
she should’ve been in my lap giving me some attention.”

“Attention! I think that’s what got us into the situation I
was telling you about.”

Her words had me taking a couple of steps back. Those words
stung him, but he knew the two of them hadn’t been in an argument recently,
they’ not seen each other much. Last time they’d both been off work for an
entire day they’d spent it in bed. Ignored the phone and all. He got a chewing
out from his mom over that, until he told her that if they didn’t spend time
together she’d never get grandchildren. Not that the two of them where worried
too much about having kids. They were both so busy it was unreal.

“I said . . .” she held her hand, “look.”

He glanced down at the long slender plastic stick. “What’s .
. . Oh my! Really?”

“Yes, your mom’s getting her wish.”

“Shit! Shoot. I can’t be cussing anymore.” He dropped to his
knees and laid a hand over her flat belly. “We’re having a kid?”

Friday, April 29, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 25 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “Y”
Today I chose the names Yura and Yuri. There were fewer names on the
site I used for Y, which surprised me
a bit after finding so many names for X
yesterday. The choices I had also made coming up with a scene a bit difficult
for me. Hope you enjoy it.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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I wanted to smack the grin off of Yuri’s face. He always
gave the same one corner, goofy expression when he knew he had one over on me.
It was the third time in a week I’d seen it and it was way beyond old.

“Might as well spill whatever you know that I don’t.”

“Would I keep something form you, Yura?”

“Yes.”

Yuri shrugged and tossed him a small index card size piece
of paper covered in plastic. “What’s this?”

“Take a look and tell me what you see.”

I glanced down and the world tilted. Hell, I reached out to
grab ahold of the wooden phone stand beside me. There was no way I was seeing
what I saw. It was here. The angelic face we’d not seen in five years. The
sweet sexy child-bearing hips I’d dreamed of for 1,825 days.

“Where did you find this?” I flipped the plastic covered
newspaper article over.

“Buddy of mine clipped it and mailed it to me. He wasn’t
sure if it was our Lizzy or not. He
wouldn’t even tell me what he was sending me, just told me to take a look and
let him know. I thought he sent me another start up venture idea.”

“She’s not changed much.”

“Nope.” Yuri came to my side and pointed at the caption
under the photo. “Was taken one week ago when my friend was in Paris.”

“What’s she doing there?” she belonged at our side.

“Not sure. Not sure if she’s still there or not.”

“You got this friend of yours checking it out?”

“Course. Also bought us two open tickets for when he returns
my call.”

“Great.” I ran my finger over the photo. “I don’t care why
she ran from us, just that she’s safe and being taken care of.”

Thursday, April 28, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 24 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “X”
Today I chose the names Xanto and Xana. When looking for the names with X I assumed there would be a limited
number. Proved the saying Assuming Makes an Ass out of you. There was way more
than I dreamed possible. Most had some very unique meaning, which in this case
is how I came up with the scene.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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“You can’t name our children Blond and Blondy.”

“The hell I can’t. I gave birth to them. You sure didn’t
squeeze them out from a tiny hole. When you do, you can name them.”

I whipped my head towards my mother and fronwed. “What other
names fit their amazing hair color. Her golden hair and his bright blond hair
needs rewarding. It’s a family trait, one I’ve not heard of since
great-grandpa.”

“I know, darling, but he wasn’t named blond, was he?”

I shook my head, hating that my mom and husband was right.

“Sweetie, there are all kinds of names that holds the
meaning that will fit their amazing hair color.”

“Like what?” I knew my husband hadn’t thought this out and I
wanted to see him squirm a bit. Boy what a bad mistake on my part.

“Xanto and Xana.”

The I got you grin
he wore made me want to smack him upside the head. If he had already found
names that honored my family trait why hadn’t he told me.

“I know, sweetie, I’m in big trouble.”

“You are, but tell me what they mean and see if you can dig
yourself out of it.”

“Xanto means blond haired. Xana means golden hair.”

I stared down at my little girl and she wiggled her little
fist, making me smile at her. I touched her little cheek and said, “Is your
name Xana?”

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 23 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “W”
Today I chose the names Willie and Walter.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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“There you two are.”

Willie glanced up and saw Jonas striding up. Walter
automatically scooted closer to him. The action was small enough no one would
have recognized it for what it was. Walter staking his claim. There was no real
reason for him to do so. They’d been a couple for the last ten years, but Jonas
and him had dated for a half of year before he met Walter. Him remaining close
friends with Jonas bothered Walter, but he never demanded him to stop hanging
around him. Willie did honor his wish of the two of them limiting how much
one-on-one time he had with Jonas. When Walter asked him that Willie was pissed
about Walter thinking he’d stray on him, but after they discussed the reasoning
behind it he understood Walter’s point a bit better.

“Thought you two were going to the Jamboree last night.”

“Worked late.” Walter pointed at him.

“What?” Willie flicked a peanut shell at Jonas when he
rolled his eyes. “I can’t help there was a ten car pile-up on the freeway.”

“Yeah, any excuse.” Jonas took the empty spot beside Walter.
“What have I missed?”

“Nothing.” He waved at the red wigged clown running around
the horse ring. “Like normal they are entraining us with some goofy clowns while
they wrangle the cowboys.”

“May I?” a tall hunk of meat of a man walked up on Jonas’
left.

Willie almost chuckled when Jonas leaned his head up, taking
in every small aspect of the giant requesting to sit beside him. Didn’t take
Jonas but a second to nod at the man, who gracefully, for such a big man, sat
down next to him.

Willie wrapped his arms around Walter and leaned in and
whispered, “Think Jonas has an admiring.”

Jonas must have heard him, or knew him well enough to know
what he was saying, because he shot him a bird. The newcomer laughed at them
and then said, “Best friends or family?”

“Is there a difference?” Willie lifted an eyebrow at the
man.

“Not to me. Some think so.”

“Not us.” Jonas pointed to Walter and him. “These two
love-birds are my family no matter what others believe about blood making
family.”

“Good to know.” The man leaned closer to Jonas and said,
“Good to know they are no competition for your sexy body.”

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 22 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “V”
Today I chose the names Van and Vince.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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He glared at his brother instead of slapping him upset the
head. He doubted their future woman would take kindly to seeing two identical
grown men behaving like pesky children. Vince had done enough of that by
barging up to the sexy little red head and openly telling her she belonged to
them.

Van was sure it took all the red head woman’s patients to
keep from slapping Vince. Van would’ve decked a stranger bold enough to tell
him such. Yet, straight forwardness was Vince’s way. It always led them into
trouble, but then . . . Well, it brought more than either of them was prepared
for.

Their red headed mate wasn’t human like Van and his brother
assumed. Nope. Fates had paired the twins with a true fire blazing woman. In
every sense of the word. Their little woman wasn’t so little in her hidden
form. Dragons never was, especially the ones who had the ability to set an
entire state on fire with a sneeze.

Van did like how fast the short burst of flames had Vince
jumping left and then back about twenty feet. Or he did until the lick of flame
landed a mere two feet from his own feet. Then again, the simple shoulder shrug
from his woman eased away his displeasure at Vince’s stupidity almost getting
him zapped.

The red headed woman propped her hands on her hips and
quirked an eyebrow. “Care to restate your comment.”

Vince glanced up at him with a small plea in his eyes. Van
sighed and did what he did best, pulled his twin’s butt out of the pig pin.

Monday, April 25, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 21 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “U”
Today I chose the names Una and Ulf. There were some very unusual male
names, but I liked this one because it sparked the idea for the scene.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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How was he supposed to approach a woman he’d never saw
before two minutes ago? Oh, he knew about her all his life, but . . . Different
didn’t cover what that meant. He’d spent his entire teenage years wondering
what taking a girl to the movies would feel like. It wasn’t an option for him
and earned him years of snarky comments about his sexual preference. Kind of
hard to dispute the claims when he couldn’t tell them to. Oh, he could’ve told
them to shove it, because they still had to find the miss perfect, and his had
been picked out for him from the day he was born.

“Ulf,” his father squeezed his shoulder, “what bothering
you?”

“I don’t know what to do.” He expected his father to laugh,
but he didn’t. He gave him the encouraging words he needed.

“Son, I know the feeling. My wolf wasn’t fated to your
mother, but she was chosen for me by my father when I was six.”

Ulf had heard the story many times from both his father and
grandfather. It wasn’t odd for an Alpha Wolf to choose his son’s mate early in
his childhood. Doing so was considered a guarantee that there would be a male
child born to the next Alpha in line.

“How did you approach mom?”

“Good question.” His father looked around the area then
leaned forward. “I squared my shoulder, stood up tall, plastered a smile over
my quivering lips, and walked right up to her and held my hand out.”

“You were nervous?”

“Of course. How could I not be? Like you I’d never
interacted with a girl or any kind during my young adult life.” His father
tugged him into his side and squeezed him. “All you have to do is walk over and
let nature take its course. You two were destined for each other from birth. It
was your and her bad luck that you came from two different wolf clans. If that
hadn’t been the case, you two would’ve grown up side-by-side.” His father
pushed him forward and nodded towards the silky wavy blonde haired woman. “She
looks as nervous as you. Get going and ease her mind.”

He took a moment to study her and saw what his father spoke
up. Her hands were clinging to her light blue purse straps and she kept
bouncing on the balls of her feet. She sucked on her lower lip and scanned the
area.

Was she nervous or scared? Maybe a bit of both. If fear,
then was it because of meeting a complete stranger or being in a strange area
filled with wolves of a different clan than hers? No matter what the case, it
was his job to settle her and his inner wolf demanded he quit wasting time and go
meet the woman who belonged to them.

Ulf took solid steady steps over to the all leggy woman and
cleared his throat when he was near her. She spun around and smiled at him,
showing a set of pearly white teeth, but what caught his eyes the most was the
bluish-green eyes glowing.

“Hi.”

“Hey. My wolf knows you?”

“Mine knows you as well.” He held his hand out. “Names’
Ulf.”

The moment she put her hand in his, the nerves vanished and
the fear of having no idea how to ensure they had a wonderful life together evaporated.
All he felt was peace and contentment. Oh, and the need to get her away from
all male prying eyes until she bore his wolf mark.

Saturday, April 23, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 20 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “T”
Today I chose the names Tomahawk and
Treason. These names may sound
unusual, but there are times we forget that people have nicknames that have to
be taken into account.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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“Tomahawk, you best check-in this minute. I’m not kidding.
Sarge isn’t going to like this radio silence.”

Tomahawk reached up and cut the earwig off. He didn’t need
the distraction. He had Treason in his line of sight and there was noway he was
letting the bastard slip through his fingers this time. Sarge might kick his
ass for killing his one connection with the rest of the team, but he would
understand when he found out Treason was behind this entire kidnapping.

“How did they know where we stashed the kid?”

A tall man with the born and bred African accent shouted at
Treason. Kind of a stupid move on his part. Treason wasn’t keen on being
dressed down in private and he liked it less when others were around. It’s what
had led to him deserting the Fifth Squad and making a beeline for their biggest
enemy. He gave them the layout of the assignment he’d abandon his crew for,
leading Fifth Squad into an ambush that costed the life of one of the members.

“You best get the fuck out of my face.” Treason took a step
closer to the man who thought he was in-charge, giving Tomahawk the perfect
shot.

He checked the wind direction one more time and then pulled
the trigger. The hollow point bullet flew dead straight for the side of
Treason’s head. Tomahawk would’ve rather had a frontal shot, but he’d take
whatever he could get. There was two minutes for him to get back to the
gathering point and get his butt chewed in half by Sarge.

Friday, April 22, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 19 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “S”
Today I chose the names Shawn and Shelly.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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Shawn tapped his fingers, hoping his secretary thought he
was in deep thought. He doubted he fooled her. Every time Shelly came in to
take a memo or give him a message his full attention was drawn to her long
slender tanned legs. The woman had model legs that would feel amazing wrapped
around him as he pounded her against the wall.

“Will there be anything else, Mr. Hiatt?”

“No, Shelly. Thanks for staying late again tonight.” He wished
she’d make some kind of sign that she was interested in him. What was he
thinking, he couldn’t get involved with an employee. “Don’t worry about rushing
in tomorrow. I’ve got an appointment across town at eight.”

“Yes, sir.” She grinned at him. “You and Mrs. Hiatt meeting
with the divorce lawyers again?”

“Yes.”

He would be glad when his future ex-wife would be out of his
life. She’d accused him of sleeping with his last secretary. The thought alone
of standing next to his ex-employee made his stomach churned. The woman was old
enough to be his mother and smelled like baby powders at the end of each long
ass work day. Shelly always smelled like roses and chocolate when she arrived
at work and by the end of the hours she held a hint of ink and paper, which for
some reason turned his dick hard.

“Hope you get good news tomorrow morning and I’ll see you
when you arrive. I’ll have your work folders ready for you.”

“Thanks, Shelly.”

Shawn watched her ass sway as she left the office. Soon ass
his divorce was final he’d have to see if he’d be seeing if his brother needed
a new secretary. If he could get her moved to his brother’s office, then he
could make his move on the beautiful blonde who plagued his nightly dreams.

Thursday, April 21, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 18 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “R”
Today I chose the names Rose and Rex.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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She scooted the chair a bit closer to him, hoping he’d keep
his word if trouble broke out. Rose had no idea why Rex wanted to bring her to
the worst bar in five towns. It was known for having the law called to it twice
a night for drunken brawls.

“Relax, Rose. I won’t let nothing hurt you. Promise.”

“Best not.” She scanned the area, taking note that the place
was full of big, burly, men all wearing a black leather coat sporting a bear’s
head. “Just what is this place suppose to be, anyway?”

“Bar.”

“Duh.” Sometimes Rose wondered why she bothered to keep
seeing Rex. He was a douche with little respect for women. “I was referring to
all these biker coats.”

“Hush.” Rex snapped. “Don’t mention them or we will be in
trouble.”

“Why would that . . .”

Rex scowled at her and shook his head. Rose knew then it was
best if she shut her mouth. Things never boded well for her when he gave her
his one raised eyebrow look. Last time she’d see it, she’d ended up with a
busted lip.

Rose sat back and lowered her head and placed her hands in
her lap. She’d became lost in her own silence when she heard a deep raspy
voice.

“Offered?” Rose was on her feet and kicked Rex’s chair
before she even knew she’d moved. The guy Rex had been talking to took two
large steps back. “You offered? What the . . .” Rose threw a punch with all her
might, something she’d only done once or twice in her life. Both times had been
right after her dad had tried to sell her for sex. The bastard had been a pig
and it looked like Rose hadn’t learned her lesson well enough. She’d gone and
fallen for another pig, but one difference she could leave this prick whenever
she wanted to. She didn’t depend on him for a roof or food. She stepped over
Rex and kicked him in the ribs as he doubled over whimpering. “Don’t ever come
near me again or you’ll get ten times worse. We clear?”

Rex didn’t answer, but the guy he’d been speaking to did.
“Miss Rose, he won’t be able to come near you after we are done with him.”

“What’s that . . . You know, never mind. I’m out.” She
tugged her coat on and left without looking back.

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 17 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “Q”
Today I chose the names Quinn and Quad and Quintavius. These names are a bit unusual, which is what drew me to
them.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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Quinn stared down at the little buddle in his arms. He’d
never dreamed the day would come that he would be holding a cub that bore his
genes. He’d held his nieces and nephews on their days of their birth and it had
been an thrilling experiences, but nothing compared to holding Quintavius.

“You going to let us have a go at him?”

“Nope.” Quinn grinned over at his parents. “He’s all mine.”

“Now, wait a minute.” Quad came up to his side and wrapped
an arm around him. “Think this little bugger is both of ours.”

He was and Quad knew it, but his lover knew he’d given up on
having a child of his own five years ago after the last round of chemo. They
had stored some of his sperm for this very moment, but the first two attempts
had bombed.

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 16 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “P”
Today I chose the names Paul and Peter.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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What had he been thinking. He hadn’t been. He had been, but
with his dick instead of his brain. What a freaking cliché mess he’d gotten
himself into. What was he suppose to say to the man. “Sorry, I asked you out on
a date, but I can’t be seen out on the town with you.” Yeah, that’d get his ass
kicked for sure.

“Hey, Paul. What you doing on this side of town?”

So not who he wanted to see. Peter was the biggest gossiper
around. He’d have no qualms about running straight to his church going parents,
shouting about how he saw their son gallivanting around town with a man.

“Just took a walk.” How much lamer of an excuse could be
given?

“Thought you only wore that question mark keychain on
special occasions.”

Paul did. It had been his brother’s and he’d left it with
him the day he shipped out to Afganstan. His brother wasn’t one of the lucky
ones who made it back home. His brother had been a rock for him. He had known
his preference for men and told him it made him better than most people around
the world. That he knew what loving someone for life meant if he could show
anyone such deep devotion. His brother had told him multiple times to stand up
to their parents and be himself. Paul told his brother that when he came home
from the war he’d do so. His brother had slapped him on the back and said deal,
but don’t stop living until then.

“Paul, you okay?”

What was he suppose to tell Peter? He wasn’t? He was letting
his brother down. He’d wore the question mark because today was the day he was
going to be in public with his lover of two years. He’d wore it to honor his
brother’s memory and a promise he’d made to him.

Monday, April 18, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 15 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “O”
Today I chose the names Olena and Orton. These names are a bit unusual,
which is what drew me to them.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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He couldn’t believe it. He’d spent forty years looking for
his other half and she’d been right under his nose for the last twenty years.
How had they never ran into one another? More importantly, how did he get her
attention. She was a ray of sunshine that would light the darkest day.

“Orton,” Rave his best friend salpped him on the back. “you
going to stare at her all day or go over and introduce yourself.”

“huh?”

“I can tell she’s your other half.”

“How?”

“Your face is all gooey looking and you’ve been staring at
her for the last five minutes and missed the entire battle plan layout.”

Shoot, he’d forgotten their reason for being in town. Rave
had the right to punch him out for endangering the entire squard by him being
distracted.

“Go on man. Get your fix of her and then meet back up
headquarters to get briefed.”

“Sure thing.” Orton walked away mumbling a bye to the other
three guys. He heard them chuckle, but his full attention was on the wondrous
blonde mere feet away from him.

“Hi.” He said when he came up to her side.

“Hey.” She smiled at him. “Can I help you with something?”

Boy could she, but first he had to get her name. “I saw you
from across the street and . . .” Wow what a lame come on he was about to give,
but his mind was blank on what else to say.

“And you what?”

“Wanted to ask your name.”

“Olena.”

Fit perfect, she’d be the light in his darkness, if he could
get his mouth to work right.

“Beautiful name. Would you mind getting a cup of coffee with
me?”

She ran her eyes over him a couple of times then tossed her
head toward the small shop behind her. “Let’s go.”

Saturday, April 16, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 14 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “N”
Today I chose the names Nancy and Nate.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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She saw it, but couldn’t believe it. Nate’s dark navy socks
stuck out from the bottom of the sheet, while he knelt under the sheet. Worse
part of the entire scene was the thick
red headed woman moaning. Neither appeared to be aware of her presents, which ticked
her off more than walking in and finding Nate fucking some bimbo in their bed.

She grunted and the woman’s eyes flew open and she scurried
towards the headboard.

“What’s wrong, sw - -?” Nate’s muffled voice died when he
saw her standing in the doorway.

“Nancy . . . I can - -“

“Don’t bother.” She spun and walked into the closest. Threw
some clothes in a bag and then threw the bag at him. “Get the fuck out of
here.”

“What?”

“Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. Here.”

“Why? This is our place.”

“Hold up,” the red headed woman reached over the bed and
snatched up her shirt. “you told me this was your place.”

“He did, did he.” Nancy picked up the leggings and tossed
them in the woman’s face. “Well, let me in on the truth. The bastard you were
just getting ate by is my husband of five years. He took me in that bed last
night.”

“Nancy.”

“Don’t Nancy me. I think I told you to get out of here.”

“I won’t leave my house.”

“Sorry, mister, but the house is in my name and I say you
go.” Nancy picked up Nate’s shoed and tossed them at him. “You’ve got five
minutes before I call the law.”

Friday, April 15, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 13 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “M”
Today I chose the names Mitch and Matt and Marie.

Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar
when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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Matt bit his lower lip as Marie walked into the Blush
Lagoon, wearing her typical daisy duke shorts and red cowboy boots. Blush
Lagoon wasn’t an upscale restaurant, more of a bar with a renowned chef, who
found the high priced for small amount of food a shame. Mitch loved to eat from the time he was born,
so he went off to some fancy school and learned all the fancy techniques and
landed the perfect job offer, only to turn it down. Matt’s father and his
mother always told him and Mitch that to be identical twins they sure were
total opposites. Mitch loved to cook and could care less about money as long as
people had their bellies full. Him on the other hand, he was all about the
money and had gone off to get his Medical Licenses. He was the top dog among
plastic surgeons, but he always came a visiting his small hometown when Mitch
and Marie called him home.

“Hey you.” Marie grinned at him. “When you’d get in?”

“Two hours ago.” He slid over and let Marie slide in the
booth.

“Guess that’s why Mitch called me over.”

“It was.” Mitch wiped his hands on the white apron he wore.
“Dum-wit here came in took his seat and didn’t even bother to let me know he
arrived.”

“Seems like you knew.” Matt held his hand out to his twin.
“You called our woman.” Marie was the third in their Alpha Triad. Matt spend
most of the time with her, since they both preferred the small town life to the
city.

“Saw you sitting her sipping a beer when I sat a plate in
the window.” Mitch caressed Marie’s face. “You tell him, babe.”

“Tell me what?”

“Just got here.” Marie scooted further into the booth,
pressing her long body against his.

Matt wrapped his arm around her and kissed her cheek. He
missed her so much when he was away.

“Bout time he knew.” Mitch leaned his elbows on the table.
“He has to start preparing his move.”

Thursday, April 14, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 12 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “L”
Today I chose the names Laurie and Lowell.

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when you read.

Have a great day.

Julia

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Lowell turned to his left and scooted closer to the edge of
the mattress. What good did it do him to watch her back if she kept shutting
him out. Laurie never closed down their mate connection before she took the
special assignment for the Head of the Supernatural World. He got the
importance of keeping her job separate from her life, but shutting own their
mate link was . . . pissed him off. He wouldn’t go searching his mate’s mind.
He wasn’t a hardcore brute who controlled their woman like most of the werewolf
shifters. Laurie knew that. They’d been found each other when Laurie was
sixteen. He courted her for six years, before he asked her to finalize their mateship.

Laurie sighed and scooted back so she was pressed up against
him. Did she feel his distress and want to ease him? Did she move towards him
unconsciously? Did it matter?

Hell yes it did. He wanted the sweet, caring, loving,
devoted, exuberant, always surprising him mate back. Not the one who’d been
present for the last six months. If she didn’t open their mate link soon he’d
have to force it open. The thought sickened him, but he wouldn’t lose his mate
because he was in the dark. His wolf wouldn’t stand for a distant mate much
longer.

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 11 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “K”
Today I chose the names Kenny and Kelly.

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when you read.

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Julia

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“This is too much, Kenny.”

It wasn’t. To him it was penny. He had more than enough to
give her a grand or two. Not like his sister every asked for anything before.
Kelly was the most determine woman he knew. She thought any help was a handout
and she refused to take them. She wanted to make it on her own, not on the
money her brother worked hard to gain.

“Take it.”

“No.”

“It’s a gift. Do you refuse gifts.” Kenny knew that was a
low blow comment, but he wanted his sister to have her own house, and the bank
demanded a down payment of ten grand. Kelly had eight of it.

“It’s too much. You know how I feel about - -“

“I know. It’s either you take this money or I go and pay the
entire down payment for you.”

“You would not.”

“I would. You deserve that house. You’ve built your company
up from the scratch. Before long it will be the most popular massage parlor in
the world.” Okay, that might have been a bit overboard, but it was the truth.
Kelly had worked hard. She had built her company from the bottom up. And it
could go worldwide if she worked hard enough.

“You can be sweet, but a pain in the ass, brother.”

“I know. Take the money and don’t make me piss you off any
more than you are.”

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 10 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “J”
Today I chose the names Jamal and June.

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when you read.

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Julia

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Jamal slipped his finger through the cuff, loving the feel
of the fur hugging tight to June’s tiny wrist. “Not rubbing is it?”

“No, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

Jamal stood back and studied his handy work. His slave’s
hands were bound behind her back and he ankles were chained to the floor with
her legs spread wide open. He could see the wetness soaking the light curls at
the junction to heaven. His cock throbbed in anticipation of what he would soon
be doing to his pet. It’d been way to long since he’d played with her. He owned
her a nice reward for her patients during his merger.

“You know how proud I am of you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you know why, pet?”

“I worked hard to please you, Sir.”

“That’s right.” Jamal unzipped his pants, freeing himself as
he moved in front of her. “Open wide for me, Pet.”

Monday, April 11, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 9 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “I”
Today I chose the names Ian and Isabel.

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when you read.

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Julia

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Isabel balled up her fist and slung it toward Ian’s face.
She bit back the curse as pain shot up her arm from the harsh impact. How in
the world could a man’s face be so damn hard.

“What the . . .”

“Don’t even say it.”

“Why not? Think I deserve to know why you clocked me.”

“Why don’t you think back to who you spent last night with.”

Ian’s face paled and he took a step back. “Listen this is
all a . . .”

“Yeah, misunderstanding, just like when I caught you
spending the night in your office with your assistant.” She’s spent two days
crying her eyes out over Ian’s cheating on her. She wouldn’t be doing so this
time. “You’ve got five minutes to pack your crap and get out of my house.”

“Hey, I live here to.”

“Yeah, but I own the house. Not you.”

“We both do. We both paid on it.”

“Don’t matter. It’s in my name, so until I’m told different
you are out of here.” She marched off, leaving him standing there staring down
the hallway.

Saturday, April 9, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 8 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “H”
Today I chose the names Herald and Harvey.

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when you read.

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Julia

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Harvey squared his shoulder and knocked on the door. Each
time he came to visit his best friend, he struggled with his hormone. Herald
was the perfect male specimen. Abs that begged to be licked. Shoulders the
longed to be massaged. An ass that deserved eating and fucking every day of its
life. Problem was Herald preferred a plump woman than a stud.

“About time you got here.” Herald grinned and waved him
inside. “Pizza on the coffee table and the movie is cued up.”

There typical buddies’ night out. There was no talk of
relationship or work, only good ole fashion guy’s night out. The highlight and
dreaded night of Harvey’s week. There was nothing, but being on his deathbed
that kept him away from Thursday nights.

“What’s the movie of the night?” Harvey asked as he tugged
his coat off.

Friday, April 8, 2016

Today I’m thrilled to
have Tiffany Shand with me again. Last year she introduced the world to the Excalibar Investigations Series, and
know she’d like to enlighten us about the newest book in that series. But
first, I have a few questions for Tiffany.

“Tiffany, tell me a bit
about yourself.”

“I’m
a writer and editor by trade. I love reading urban fantasy/paranormal romance
as well as non-fiction books. One of the things I love to do most is writing or
reading. I love animals and I have two demon cats and a lovely fluffy hamster
who likes cuddles. I enjoy spending time with my family.”

“How’d you get into
writing, Tiffany?”

“One of
my earliest memories is writing stories – usually about my pets. After doing a
creative writing course in my early 20s I was inspired to go ahead and write
and publish my first novel.”

“Did you
choose the genre you write in or do your stories lead you?”

“Read my
first urban fantasy novel when I was about 15, after becoming bored with
contemporary fiction when I thought this is a genre I love and want to write
in.”

“Give me
all the wonderful facts about when and where I can get a copy of the books in
the Excalibar Investigations Series.”

“My two novels, Denai Touch and Denai Bound are both available on Amazon
and will be available on all online retailers within the next few months.”

“How did you come up with the idea for the Excalibar Investigations
Series?”

“I always
wanted to write a story about witches. Had an idea about a woman who was
extremely powerful and I wondered what she would be like. What she would do?
What kind of person would love her? I always enjoyed crime fiction as well so
was natural for me to blend that with fantasy.”

“Who is your favourite character in the story and why?”

“That’s a tough question. I love all my characters in their own
different ways. But, I’d have to say that my female protagonist, Cate, is
probably my favourite. She is very strong, independent, and feisty. She tells
it like it is, but she has a vulnerable side too. I love writing dialogue for
her and can’t wait to see what she says next.”

“Last question, will you tell the readers your favourite scene, if you
can without giving away too much information?

“That’s a really tough question. There are a lot of scenes I like
within the novel. But, the one I had the most fun writing was where Cate went
to confront her former nemesis, Tasha from the first book. That was a real
battle of wills.”

“Thanks for taking the time to answer a few questions. I’m really
looking forward to reading your book, myself. I hope each of my follows will
check it out as well”

Blurb

Denai witch, Cate McCray should be enjoying married
life with her new elemental husband, Jason. But their arrival in a new city
soon has them stumbling headlong into a new case with dangerous connections to
the very people that govern their world.

Cate and Jason face opposition from those they once
considered allies. Together with their team of enforcers, they must find the
killer before anyone else dies.

With danger from all sides and the threat of ancient,
dangerous magic, the team must pull together and use all their strength to find
their enemy before disaster strikes.

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 7 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “G”
Today I chose the names Garry and Grady.

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when you read.

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Julia

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He spun around the room, taking in the entire setting. Light
red candles filtered enough light into the dining room. The air smelled of
fresh rolls and seasoned to perfection steak. The salad was chilling in the
fridge next to the homemade chocolate cake. The dark velvet box sat in the
middle of Grady’s plate. The kitchen fit the mood for phase one of his plan.
The bedroom blinds had been shut down tight and he’d put clean navy silk sheets
on the bed. All he had to do was wait until Garry got home from work.

He took a deep breath and released it, but it did little to
calm his nerves. He’d been working up to this moment for the last five years.
Each time he thought it was time to show his true commitment to Garry something
major had come up. First, Garry’s mother passed away. Then Garry’s father went
into hospice after a two year battle of cancer. By then, Grady had received a
promotion to partner of the lawyer firm and it took up more time than he
dreamed of. There relationship had been rocky for a year and half, but the last
six months things had settled down and the time fit.

Grady jumped to his feet the moment he head the garage
door’s motor. Not much longer before he’d know if Garry would make all his
dreams come true or destroy him.

“Hey ba - - Wow! The house smells amazing.” Garry’s keys
clanked as he laid them on the small table beside the doorway. “Did you get
another . . . Grady, baby. What’s this?”

“Supper.”

“Looks like a seduction scene.”

“Might be.” He took Garry’s hand and tugged him against his
body, kissing him softly, lingering a moment after the kiss. “Hungry?”

“Yeah and not just for food.” Garry thrust his hips forward.
“What’s up?”

“Go take a seat while I get the salad.” Grady stepped around
Garry and slipped around the corner. He pepped around the doorframe as Garry
went to his seat. He paused when he saw the box.

Moment of truth was coming and Grady was scared to death. He
held his breath as Garry’s shaking hands lifted the box’s lid. A small gasp was
what sent chills down Grady’s back, but when he saw Garry’s lips curve upwards,
he knew his life would be perfect for the rest of his life.

Thursday, April 7, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 6 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
Today’s corresponding letter is “F”
Today I chose the names Franny and Freddy.

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when you read.

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Julia

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“You will not do this.” Freddy shouted at his sister.

“You have no right to tell me what I can and can’t do.” She
shouted back.

“Franny, I do. I’m the eldest and only living relative you
have. It is my decision if, when, and who you mate.”

“By four minutes. Not enough time to give you the right to
dictate to me.” His sister squared her shoulder, clueing him in on the upcoming
bombshell she was about to drop. “Our Pride Leader agrees with me.”

Why in the world would Pride Leader Combs think his sister
would be better off choosing a mate instead of waiting for her predestined
mate? Freddy wouldn’t let his sister ruin her life. “No. I won’t give my blessings.
You have to have at least one family member’s agreement and I’m it for our
family.”

Franny’s shoulder slumped and she threw her head back and
roared. “By the lions above, why do you have to be so stubborn.”

“Because,” Freddy stepped towards her and wrapped an arm
around her. “Our parents were chosen mates and you see how badly their
relationship was.” Their mom and dad had fought every day of their life, right
up until his father lost control of his lion and killed her, ending his life
minutes later. He didn’t want his sister to follow in their footsteps. He
wanted her to have a love filled life, one she could only gain from finding her
predestined mate.

“I know this, Freddy, but I’m not them. I’m not going to
pick the first lion that shows interest in me. I just want happiness.”

“Then wait until you find your destined one.”

“It is rare for us to find such a love. You know this.”

He did, but it was what he wanted for his sister. “I’ll make
sure you visit every lion pride in the world, if you will just wait to find
your one true love.”

“Freddy, please don’t make me wait.”

Freddy wasn’t going to give on this point. He’d made his
mind up the moment Tobby had begun showing interest in his sister. Tobby was a
devious lion, who would do anything to promote his standing. Nothing would do
so better than marrying the second richest person among the pride.

“No. You’ve heard my answer.” He laid a hand on his sister’s
shoulder. “I’m sorry if it makes you unhappy, but it’s for the best in the long
run.”

“We’ll see about this.” Franny spun around and stomped
towards the pride leader’s home.

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 5 of the A to
Z Blogging Challenge. Today’s corresponding letter is “E” Today I chose the names Eli
and Emmanuel.

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when you read.

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Julia

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Emmanuel watched as he first ray of sunlight consumed the
sky. He’d always loved earlier morning. Feeding and watering the horses before
his brothers and sisters were up and running around was the best, or it had
been until he met Eli at his grandfather’s bakery. Eli had come in to buy some
of the famous cinnamon bread while Emmanuel had been tending the counter. The
first thing Emmanuel noticed was the man’s broad chest.

Took him by surprise when his manhood perked up. Scared him
more than anything. Men didn’t react to men that way. It was a sin. One that
would get his entire family shunned. He’d pushed the thought of Eli away every
morning for the last two months. It had begun to affect his working skills, so
his father decided it was time to send him on his year away from the community
that gave him time to learn how the English lived and decide which path his
life would take.

“You ready, son?”

Emmanuel nodded and climbed into the buggy beside his
father. “Where will you be dropping me off at?”

“A mile from town.” His father clicked his tongue, getting
the horses headed in the right direction. “It will not be easy living among
them. You sure you are ready for this?”

“I am.”

More than his father would ever know. He needed this time
away to figure out why he was so drawn to a man. He needed time to rid himself
of those horrid thoughts. He needed to
see those rich brown eyes again.

They rode in silence until the dirt road turned into
pavement. His father pulled to the side and dug into his jacket pocket. “Here
you go.”

Emmanuel took the bills his father handed him and looked at
them.

“It’s not much, but the point of this time away is to make
it on your own. This will get you started. Good luck and take care.”

Emmanuel stepped down and watched his father turn the buggy
back toward their little Amish Community. When the buggy disappeared from
sight, he sighed and made his way down the road. His life would be changed
forever, no matter what he found when he entered town.

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 4 of the A to
Z Blogging Challenge. Today’s corresponding letter is “D” Today I chose the names Daniel
and Doris.

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when you read.

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Julia

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Doris sat there staring at the door instead of answering it
when the bell rung. How had she gotten herself into this mess? She wasn’t
irresponsible. Okay, just once, and boy was it a doosy. The bell rang a second
time, forcing her to get up and open the door.

Daniel looked as sexy as he had three months ago when they’d
met at the bar and then left together. His rich chocolate colored hair sway to
the left with a little curl at the tip of his bangs. His bright smile made her
knees go weak. Okay, that might have been due to why she’d reached out to him
after three months.

“Hi, how are you?”

“Fine.” What a lie Doris. “Come on in, Daniel. Would you
like something to drink?”

“No. I’m fine.” Daniel took off his windbreaker and laid it
over his arm. “I was thrilled to hear from you.”

He was then, but would he been when she told him her news.
Would he think her a slut? Someone after support? Doris wasn’t neither. She
didn’t need anyone’s money. Her parents left her well off. She wasn’t someone
who slept around. Daniel was the second man she’d ever been with.

“Doris,” Daniel touched her arm. “You okay?”

“Yes.” No. “Why do you ask?”

“You’re whiter than the curtains hanging over your bay style
window.”

“Oh.” Doris sighed. “Let’s take a seat. Got something to
tell you.” She sat down in the recliner, hoping the distance between them would
give her a bit of courage.

“Shoot. Can’t be as bad as what your face says it is.”

She hoped he didn’t think so. “Keep that thought in mind.”
Doris sat up a bit taller and squared her shoulders. “You know how we got
carried away three months ago?”

“Sure do. Most amazing night in my life.”

“Well, I hope you still think so.”

“Why would I not?”

“I’m pregnant.” There was the reaction she was looking for.
White as a sheet of paper and an open mouth. What she hadn’t expected was the
huge smile that fell into place a second later.

“You are?”

Doris nodded, but before she stopped Daniel had her up in
his arms, placing light kisses over her face.

Monday, April 4, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 3 of the A to
Z Blogging Challenge. Today’s corresponding letter is “C” Today I chose the names Cody
and Clyde.

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when you read.

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Julia

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He gave his rich brown horse a small nudge to the ribs as he
did a mental double check of his supplies.

Sleeping bags. Check.

Lube. Check.

Condoms. Check.

He had the main three items that was needed for his and
Cody’s night out. It’d been a month since the two of them had been able to
sneak away from the farmhouse. Oh, they had their own room, but there were also
four other hands that lived in the house. All of which, were straight. Didn’t
seem fair, or Cody didn’t thinks so, to give them a quick lesson on how to male
lovers could get when riled up.

“Where you off to boss man?” Clyde asked as he rode up black
haired horse up beside him. “Got a hot date I should know about?”

Cody’s dark brown eyebrows shot up in mock shock. “Well,
then. Just what is it?”

“A stud with all the right parts to make me scream his
name.”

Cody reached out and tugged on his reins, stopping both of
their horses. “Then give me a preview of what’s to come for this stud of
yours.”

Clyde had no problem doing so. He leaned over and ran his
tongue over the contours of his lips and then up to his ear. He nipped the soft
skin right behind Cody’s ear and then said, “Why don’t I just show you, stud.”

Clyde felt Cody shiver and drop his reins. Next thing Clyde
knew Cody had kicked his heels and was racing toward the path that lead to the
creek they spent many of nights at.

Saturday, April 2, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog
this is day 2 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge. Today’s corresponding letter is
“B”. Today I chose the names Brooke and Brady.

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Julia

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Brooke fluffed the ends of her
hair. Brady had called her last night and asked her to meet him at their
hometown diner at six. She loved when he came in for some time with her. He’d
gotten into the University two towns over and lived in the dorms, so their time
together had been limited since he started college. It took her time to adjust
to him not being around like he had since their freshman year. They’d met her
first day in town and two weeks later they were dating. They’d been clued to
one another since then.

“Hot date tonight, Sis.”

“Brady’s coming in.”

“Something up or surprise visit?”

“Surprise visit.”

Brooke hoped that he was going to
bring up the subject of marriage again. He had three weeks ago when he came in
for the weekend. Okay, she had brought it up. He’d reacted like most men and
changed the subject.

“Well then,” her brother winked at
her, “enjoy you time with him.”

“Always do.”

Her brother paused as he went to
leave. “Just not too much fun or I’ll have to hunt him down.”

Friday, April 1, 2016

For those of you visiting my blog this is day 1 of the A to
Z Blogging Challenge. Today’s corresponding letter is “A”. Today I chose the names Adam
and Angel.

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when you read.

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Julia

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Adam remained out of sight as the red-headed beauty battled
for her life. She had the perfect round house kick and her punches were solid.
She was also making his partner sweat, which not many did. Part of him
screamed, “Get your partner’s back. You have a job to do.” Another part of him,
the biggest part, was intrigued by the battling beauty.

He knew he shouldn’t be. After all she was a demon, his job
was to eliminate them from the world. Adam’s boss didn’t believe in letting one
demon go, but there was something about the woman in front of him.

“You going to help me out here.” His partner shouted as he
dodged a right hook.

“Looks like you have it under control.” It didn’t. The
red-headed beauty that Adam’s boss called Angel Combat slammed the heel of her
foot into his partner’s knee, sending him to the ground.

His partner rolled to his left, barely missing the hard foot
that was headed for his head. “Quit staring and help me get her.”

Adam sighed and walked up behind the woman, clamping his
arms around her waist and arms before she could spin around and attack him.

“Let’s calm down.”

“Hell, no.”

“Now, that’s no way for a beautiful woman to speak to the
man who’s going to save her.

“Sure is if he’s going to kill me to save me.”

“Who said such a thing?” Adam knew his partner hadn’t, but
the woman, like all demons, knew that if a Demon Bounty Hunter came a calling
that they were dead if caught.

“Thanks.” His partner jumped to his feet and pulled the
light silver demon blade from his side.

“Why’d you watch for so long. We’ve got
six more hits tonight.”

Adam didn’t know. Nor did he know why his cock was growing
each time the red-headed beauty squirmed. It was a reaction he’d never
experienced before. Demon Bounty Hunters weren’t allowed to be attracted to
anyone. Some claimed they had been, but they’d always recounted their words
after speaking to the leader of them. Their excuse had been that a demon had
controlled their body. Adam knew no one was controlling him. He was more than
aware of how his body was reacting to the woman he was supposed to kill.

His partner’s blade glowed white as he pulled it over his
head. Just as the blade began moving toward Angel, Adam spun so his back would
take the blow. The blade wouldn’t hurt him; it was designated to kill only
evil.

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I write and publish adult paranormal romance, as well as gay paranormal romance. My life is a pretty simple one, family, dogs, and my writings. Strong belief in you can't learn from mistakes if they aren't pointed out to you.